The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, from the text of Johnson, Stevens [sic] and Reed, with glossarial notes, his life, and a critique on his genius & writings by N. Rowe |
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... true . ( To PAGE . ] I like not the humour of lying . He hath wronged me in some humours ; I should have borne the hu- moured letter to her : but I have a sword , and it shall bite upon my necessity . He loves your wife ; there's the ...
... true . ( To PAGE . ] I like not the humour of lying . He hath wronged me in some humours ; I should have borne the hu- moured letter to her : but I have a sword , and it shall bite upon my necessity . He loves your wife ; there's the ...
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... true , master Page ? Page . Master Shallow , you have yourself been a great fighter , though now a man of peace . Shul . Bodykins , master Page , though I now be old , and of the peace , if I see a sword out , my finger itches to make ...
... true , master Page ? Page . Master Shallow , you have yourself been a great fighter , though now a man of peace . Shul . Bodykins , master Page , though I now be old , and of the peace , if I see a sword out , my finger itches to make ...
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... true , master Page , have you any way then to unfool me again ? Set down the basket , villain : -Somebody call my wife : -You , youth in a basket , come Mrs. Ford . There they always use to dis - out here ! -O , you panderly rascals ...
... true , master Page , have you any way then to unfool me again ? Set down the basket , villain : -Somebody call my wife : -You , youth in a basket , come Mrs. Ford . There they always use to dis - out here ! -O , you panderly rascals ...
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... true knight . Sir To . A contageous breath . Sir And . Very sweet and contageous , i ' faith . Sir To . To hear by the nose , it is dulcet in contagion . But shall we make the welkin dance indeed ? Shall we rouse the night - owl in a ...
... true knight . Sir To . A contageous breath . Sir And . Very sweet and contageous , i ' faith . Sir To . To hear by the nose , it is dulcet in contagion . But shall we make the welkin dance indeed ? Shall we rouse the night - owl in a ...
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... true of heart as. Clo . His eyes do show his days are almost done . Mal . Is't even so ?. Sir To . But I will never die . Clo . Sir Toby , there you lie . Mal . This is much credit to you . Sir To . Shall I bid him go ? Clo . What an if ...
... true of heart as. Clo . His eyes do show his days are almost done . Mal . Is't even so ?. Sir To . But I will never die . Clo . Sir Toby , there you lie . Mal . This is much credit to you . Sir To . Shall I bid him go ? Clo . What an if ...
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Alençon arms art thou Banquo Bardolph bear better Biron blood Boyet brother Claud Claudio cousin daughter dear death doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father fear fool Ford France gentle gentleman give grace hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honour Isab Kath king knave lady Laun Leon Leonato live look lord Lucio Macb Macbeth Macd madam maid majesty Malvolio marry master master doctor mistress Moth never night noble Northumberland pardon peace Pedro Petruchio Pist Poins Pompey pr'ythee pray prince Proteus queen Re-enter Reignier SCENE Shal shame signior Sir John Sir John Falstaff soul speak swear sweet sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt Thurio tongue true unto What's wife wilt word
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Page 193 - Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed ? if you tickle us, do we not laugh ? if you poison us, do we not die ? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge ? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that.
Page 328 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Page 396 - I'll sup. Farewell. Poins. Farewell, my lord. [Exit POINS. P. Hen. I know you all, and will a while uphold The unyok'd humour of your idleness : Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds ' To smother up his beauty from the world, That when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at, By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours, that did seem to strangle him.
Page 327 - He's here in double trust; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties...
Page 172 - But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain; But, with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power, And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices.
Page 199 - It blesseth him that gives and him that takes. Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.